I'm writing a fictional immortality script in Detective Conan.

"I'm sorry, I mistook you for Shimazaki, Mr. Kuromon. You gave me quite a fright."

Taeko Mamegaki smiled and bowed, playfully sticking out her tongue. "Could you please not tell Shimazaki? Honestly, I'm almost getting married and I still manage to mistake someone for someone else..."

"It's alright, I'll keep it a secret for you." Kuromon Haruya spread his hands nonchalantly, smiling with narrowed eyes.

"Whether you've mistaken someone for someone else or you're going to meet Mr. Anzai with a switchblade, I'll keep it a secret for you."

Taeko Mamegaki was shocked and took several steps back: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

"A person only has one life. If you are punished because of your impulsiveness, the abbot will be very sad."

Kuromon Haruya took out a talisman from his pocket: "It's fate that we met here. I suppose this talisman is protecting you."

Therefore, if you're going to commit revenge by killing someone, you must wait until you've severed ties with the Mori family before making careful preparations. Otherwise, killing a scumbag and getting caught is hardly worth it.

"grandfather…"

Looking at the amulet shimmering in the moonlight, Mamegaki Taeko could no longer contain her grief, and tears streamed down her face like pearls from a broken string.

“I didn’t want it to be like this either. The year my parents died in an accident, I let myself go and made a lot of bad friends, and Anzai was one of them.”

Once, I inadvertently told him that my family's shrine possessed high-level ritual implements, and a few days later, those implements were stolen! I wanted to tell the truth, but it was too late; the warehouse manager at the time committed suicide to take responsibility!

At this point, Taeko Mamegaki's voice was filled with resentment: "I had already cut off all contact with them and was going to live a happy life. But just recently, Anzai approached me and said we were accomplices, and then kept trying to blackmail me!"

Yuji Shimazaki, who had been secretly eavesdropping from behind the wall, leaned out and hugged Taeko Mamegaki tightly: "Taeko, this isn't your fault. I'll help you figure something out."

In the courtyard, the couple whispered sweet nothings to each other, while Conan Edogawa, sitting by the second-floor window, couldn't sit still.

From his perspective, Kuromon made Ms. Taeko cry with just a few words, and even bumped into her fiancé, getting pulled and tugged by the two of them in a heated argument.

Without even bothering to put on his shoes, Conan Edogawa, his face flushed, rushed downstairs past Ran Mouri and Yoko Okino, who were changing clothes.

"Let go of Brother Hei Men!"

"Mr. Kuromon, please make sure you accept this wedding invitation—"

Huh? What's with the wedding invitations?

Taking advantage of the moment when Conan distracted them, Kuromon Haruya quickly slipped behind him, picked up the corgi as a shield, and said, "Ms. Mamegaki and Mr. Shimazaki, please calm down!"

Ran Mouri and Yoko Okino followed Conan downstairs and were completely bewildered by this comical scene.

After some explanation, everyone understood the cause and course of events and unanimously decided to go to the shrine with Mamegaki Taeko to offer their assistance.

"Honestly, I thought you were in some kind of trouble, Brother Heimen."

Conan walks with a swaying gait, like an angry, puffed-up pufferfish.

"I'm so sorry to have troubled you, thank you for your concern~" Kuromon Haruya clasped his hands together and apologized to Conan.

However, Conan didn't take it to heart, after all, he was overthinking it: "By the way, Kuromon-kun, how did you know that Ms. Mamegaki was being blackmailed by Mr. Anzai?"

"I was just lucky to have tricked her."

Haruya Kuromon held up Conan and whispered, "Ms. Mamegaki herself didn't notice, but the way she looked at Mr. Anzai was a typical 'gaze filled with hidden resentment,' and she happened to be carrying the murder weapon at the time, leaving right after Mr. Anzai. So it's easy to guess!"

The expression that concealed resentment... I didn't see it at all. Conan tried to recall the scene but didn't find anything unusual.

Just like she could read facial expressions, Kuromon Haruya responded to his thoughts with a smile: "Because I'm a professional when it comes to observing micro-expressions!"

"I was the star actor in the drama club when I was studying in Italy! What's more, I studied social psychology. Although I don't understand individual thinking very well, I'm still very good at observation!"

"Kuromon-kun, can you even act?" Conan asked, recalling Kuromon Haruya's gentle and innocent demeanor in everyday life, expressing his doubt.

Kuromon Haruya raised an eyebrow: "You'll understand once you've seen my acting skills."

The intermittent streetlights were the only source of light on the road, while inside the dimly lit shrine, the flickering lanterns created an even more eerie atmosphere.

It was only when the people ahead got closer that they realized there was a body lying on the steps. The deceased was none other than Anxi Shounan!

Because of the sheer number of people, this incident did not elicit any screams from anyone.

The entire process of investigating a murder case—from calling the police and securing the scene to gathering relevant personnel to await questioning by the police—was completed in one smooth motion.

The bloodstains running down the back of his head ripped apart Anzai Morio's face as he lay sprawled on the stone steps, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace.

Police found Nachi Shingo's reply to the meeting that evening and damaging information about him in his phone and belongings.

"Then the culprit must be you, Mr. Nachi Shingo." Kogoro Mouri also helped Conan eliminate a wrong answer today.

"It must have been because you were having an affair and he threatened and blackmailed you, so you killed him in a fit of rage!"

Nachi Shingo felt that today must be his day of bad luck. He had just been blackmailed, and before he even saw Anzai, he saw a bunch of people gathered there. Then he was treated as a suspect by the police!

"Hey, Kuromon, did you see anything from Nachi's expression?" Conan looked at the clues in front of him and, for the first time, began to doubt his own reasoning.

Yoya Kuromon's tone was very certain: "He didn't kill anyone, and Mr. Anzai's expression doesn't suggest that he was attacked by someone else."

However... there was a faint, subtle stench at the scene.

"Then my deduction is correct."

Conan, looking at the bloodstains on the stone lion, the blood-stained footprints, and the crushed soda can not far away, already knew the truth of this "murder case".

“Officer, actually, our shrine has had security cameras installed since the theft many years ago, so they should have been able to capture this scene.”

The abbot stepped forward and announced evidence that no one had considered.

In the video, Anzai Morio arrives at the shrine entrance early, idly looking around and occasionally kicking the stone lions at the entrance.

Just then, a wild fox carrying a soda can emerged from the bushes. Seeing this, Anzai Morio deliberately chased after the fox, pretending to kick it.

Enraged after being outmaneuvered several times, Anzai Morio charged forward, but instead of catching the fox, he crashed into a stone lion, bleeding profusely from his head.

Blood flowing from his forehead blurred his vision. In his panic, he stepped on an empty can, lost his balance, and hit his head on the steps, dying instantly.

"this…"

Inspector Megure stared at the bizarre and outrageous video, speechless with disbelief.

"So that's how it is, a fox?"

Kuromon Haruya looked at the main building of the shrine. If he remembered correctly, this shrine was dedicated to an Inari god.

Taeko Mamegaki had already confessed her grudge against Anzai to the police, and had an alibi witnessed by many people, so she was not afraid of being suspected at this moment.

She let out a few cheerful chuckles and offered a sharp critique of the video: "This is his retribution for stealing shrine offerings."

And so, with the unexpected death of Anzai Morio, the buried painful memories faded away, and everyone, including the filming of the drama, moved towards the future.

Inside the car, Kuromon Haruya held three fortune slips in his hand, each marked with "extreme misfortune," his murderous intent almost bursting from his smile.

"Brother Heimen, if you care so much about this kind of thing, just throw it away."

Hei Men stared at the fortune slips for at least half an hour, looking so desperate that he almost ate the slips on the spot!

"No, it's alright. There's an old saying in the East, 'When things reach their worst, they begin to turn around,' which means that when bad times come to an end, good times will come. I'd rather keep these fortune slips."

Kuromon Haruya deliberately waited until filming was over before approaching the abbot again, insisting on drawing a fortune stick there.

Considering that it was he who had stopped his granddaughter's actions and saved their family from tragedy, the abbot made an exception and granted their request.

The result! The result! The bamboo ladle in the purification pool broke as soon as I picked it up, the bell in front of the hall wouldn't ring no matter how I shook it, and all three lot-draws I drew were extremely unlucky!

Those vile foxes who worship Inari God practically threw their unwelcome attitude in his face, even worse than the gods in foreign churches!

If he were the organization's boss, he would definitely use firepower to raze this shrine to the ground!

Ran Mouri looked at Haruya Kuromon, whose expression had darkened, and stuffed the lucky charm and amulet she had received into the back of her bag. She patted him on the back and offered words of comfort:

"Actually, drawing fortune slips and visiting shrines is just about finding solace. Kuromon-kun, with your abilities, you can achieve your wishes through your own efforts!"

"Thank you, Xiaolan."

After mentally planning a bunch of shrine cleanup schemes, Kuromon Haruya's anger had subsided considerably, and she hadn't really expected any different treatment today anyway.

Since his encounter with the mystical side at the Twilight Villa, Kuromon Haruya has been searching for these related groups while exploring the world.

There was no way to reach him at a deeper level, and the forces on the surface avoided him like the plague god.

It seems that for now, we can only exploit the Red Magic family.